Between quarantine and Summer break, it feels like he’s been in there for eons.
Between quarantine and Summer break, it feels like he’s been in there for eons.
He won the standoff. He always wins the standoffs.
Even when I play-fight with him, he giggles and wraps his arms around me for hugs.
Most people will go their entire lives and never have what he and I have. Most people would never even understand it.
It’s not even five in the morning. Let the games begin.
My non-verbal son with autism has always been fiercely anti-mask…although not for a political reason.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
Distance learning wasn’t made for children like my boy and, even when he was on task, he wasn’t actually taking in new information.
Say their names and I see a snapshot from long ago. Their ages far exceed my my memories.
It’s times like this when I’m forced to bare witness to the barest of witnesses.
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